
Jegulas (James Potter/Regulas Black)
It hadn't taken Orion Black long to catch onto James' plan, and even less time to decide he hated it. James visited under the guise of being with his brother in all but blood. But the younger Black... He had secrets in those dark eyes. Pain carried on his back, evident with every step. And James needed to do something about it. He didn't care what it took.
"Mate, you're stupid." Sirius shook his head as he helped clean up James' latest bloody lip, guilt flooding through him at the thought that his dad had caused that blood.
James just laughed. Sirius was probably right. He was entirely stupid goading Orion into a fight. But the trapped boy still occupied all of James' mind, not even minding the way his blood stained the white towel Sirius clenched. There was only one thought in his mind.
Regulus. I will save you. Someday.
I promise.